Steve rubbed his tongue against Rumlow's, then delved into the other man's mouth in return, loving everything about this. Rumlow tasted amazing to him, not just toothpaste, but something musky and male and exciting.

And then he felt that leg hook around him and their erections pressed together, and he realized where this train was rushing headlong towards. He stiffened a little and drew back, panting as softly as he could. "I...um." He swallowed. "M-maybe we should stop."